I don't feel 49; I feel about 32. It's hard to believe, but I'm a middle-aged woman. I have no kids, but I'm of the age where most women have grown children, an age where many women have grandchildren. I'm undeniably a grown-up. I get called ma'am, not miss, but I'd much rather be called ma'am than sweetheart. I'll never get carded again. I don't
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